Ideal | ni-ki

Chapter 6 • Care

Chapter SIX

"Spencer, go get the first aid kid. You know where it is." Spencer nodded and quickly ran to where the first aid kit is.

I sat Ni-ki down on the couch who seems to be very weak right now.

"What happened, Ni-ki? Why did those guys beat you up?" I didn't want to stress him out so I asked in the most calmest way that I could.

"Gangsters." He answered.

"What? Are you in huge debt?!"

He shook his head and laid his head backwards, "No."

Before I asked another question, Spencer came down with the first aid kit in his hand. I sat beside Ni-ki and started cleaning and treating his bloody wounds.

He flinched at the touch of the cotton so I apologized, "Sorry. Just need to clean your wounds. Spencer, can you get a glass of water please?"

Spencer followed what I asked while I'm still treating Ni-ki's wounds. After treating them, Spencer came back with water so I asked Ni-ki to have a drink.

"Can you stand? We need to get you to my room so you can rest."

Without saying a word he did what was told and I supported him up again until we get to my room.

"Ni-ki, you need to change your clothes, they're dirty. Spencer has spare clothes I can lend you so please wear them." I said while grabbing Spencer's shirt from my closet and handing it to Ni-ki. Still without a word, he did what was told.

Ni-ki's dirty clothes are to be put in the laundry basket. After he changed, he was just staring at me.

I walked towards him and touched his forehead, checking if he has fever or what and fortunately, his temperature seems normal.

"I'll make some food and refill your water. You can lay down on my bed so you can rest." I said and was about to leave when he suddenly grabbed my wrist making me face him again.

"Why?"

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Huh?"

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because you need help."

"You don't even know me." He said in a cold tone.

"Yeah maybe but I can't just let you lay on the cold hard floor. You needed help, Ni-ki of course I helped you. Just rest and we'll talk later when you feel better. Okay?" I gently pushed him to lie down on the bed and tuck him under the blanket.

I was making dinner when Spencer came up to me and asked, "Who was that, noona?"

"Huh? Oh, just a friend. His name is Ni-ki." I replied while beating the egg, preparing an omelette.

"Why was he beaten up though?" Spencer's leaning on the kitchen counter.

"I don't know, I didn't want to ask him alot of questions, it might stress him out. He needs to recover first."

"Just a friend? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, why?" I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Nothing. Just seen the way he looked at you."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Like he's into you or something."

"What kind of nonsense is that? Just go back there and clean the living room. I'll prepare our dinner."

I slowly turned the knob and enters the room to see Ni-ki peacefully asleep. I brought omelette, porridge and some fruits for him to eat but have to set this aside first.

I gently touched his forehead again to check his temperature and in relief, it's still normal. I noticed his hand and his fingers have fresh cuts again but the bandaids I put were still there.

I grabbed the first aid kit and gently applied some anti-septic solution on his wounds as well as on his face. I applied some cream as well and covered it with band-aids. Luckily, he has not yet woken up. I guess he's really in deep sleep.

I noticed the small cut on his lip and started at it. Why does it still look so pink though?

Huh? What am I thinking? Snap out of it.

My eyes moved from his hands to his face, scanning every part of his face. From accidentally thinking he was my brothed to bringing him to my room? It's weird but okay.

I was about to leave the room when I noticed his wallet, sticking out from his pocket. It must feel uncomfortable with something in your pocket while sleeping so I took it and placed it on the desk.

But I stared at it for a while before deciding to take it again and open it. His ID in front.

Name: Nishimura Riki
Nationality: Japanese
Birthday: December 09 2005
Age: 18

WHAAAAAAAT?!?!? 18?!?!?!?!?